My Last Day without a Teen
Yes, tomorrow M will become a teen. I'm not ready for this but he seems to be. And I suppose that that is how it is supposed to be. Turning 13 just makes all those other big years seem so much closer - like driving, especially.
13 years ago tonight I was in labor - had been all day. I was waiting, not very patiently, for the arrival of this baby. He was overdue and labor was long - he wouldn't be born for hours still. Now it seems like he is trying to make up time by speeding through life. He wants a laptop, he wants a car, he wants to make his own decisions. I want him to slow down a bit, especially when he is still being the caring boy he can be - who is willing to sit in my lap (not for long or my lap complains), wants a cat to cuddle in bed with, and likes to share silly stories.
Other times, though, well, the teen/toddler is not so charming. I've heard that teens are just toddlers in a big body. Several months ago I didn't quite understand. Now I do, unfortunately. Teens can be just as stubborn and temper-tantrumy as a toddler, but you can't just pick them up and plop them in a crib anymore. The whys are back as well. Why, why, why, why, why????
I think we're in for an interesting ride. Too bad there isn't a pause or rewind button sometimes.